On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

paid no mind to her big brother’s grumbling and lovingly embraced

sickly brother, “Oh, Benny, I’m not being troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories a chance. They’re really fascinating. You absolutely must give them

remained stoic, but his expression softened, and a flicker of curiosity danced in

exchanged a look. Cedrick’s gaze seemed to convey a message without words as

from the bedside table. Flipping through

as he absorbed every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling. He couldn’t help but admire

bedroom of Harrick Villa, an aura of warmth

felt heartwarming and tender as Gwendolyn was surrounded by her little treasures, including

reunited with the prince at the grand ball, got married, and had two adorable little babies.

story, the main bedroom was filled with soft and regular breathing as everyone drifted off to

glow of the bedside lamp, Cedrick and the two

faces, her eyes

whispered, a tender smile gracing her lips. With a gentle flick, she switched

doing that Cedrick was made well aware of the rumors swirling around Zendaya calling Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how Zendaya managed to stir up

this as an opportunity to spread

insulting and

of the situation, he swiftly contained the news and even asked Nico to withdraw a promising

incurred losses worth

“Why in the world did you rub Mr. Jenson the wrong way during your date yesterday? With Jenson Group canceling their collaboration with our Cloudington Group, this is like a clear warning to our family. You have no idea who he is in the business world. He’s like a ruthless and decisive Grim Reaper. Cross him,

was utterly confused upon hearing

this? How could I possibly offend him when I don’t even know what’s going

of frustration was building up inside him. He saw Jessamyn’s bewildered expression and couldn’t hold back from

the collaboration cancellation. He had this cold expression, and I knew he was clearly holding back his anger. When I asked him why, he told me to ask

where the problem stemmed from. “Dad, I haven’t even met Cedrick Jenson. How could I possibly have offended him?”

questioned their daughter, “Jess, tell your father everything you did yesterday. We need to figure

“Okay.”

out of bed, stepped onto the carpet, and, with a pat on her face, started to recount the events of the previous day. She had only done a few things, so she quickly narrated everything to her parents. Except for the blind date with Charles at Hotel Bella, there was nothing out of the

he spend time in jail, but he’s now also playing around with a mistress, and get this, he even fathered an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to come for a date with me, probably hoping I’d legitimize his illegitimate child and allow her to bear my name as her mother

a bit. After that, I reached out to some newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But it looks like

exchanged puzzled looks, trying to make sense of Jessamyn’s

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